The Press: Yes, We Are Collegiate

On bleak Gallows Hill, where Salem (Mass.) used to hang its witches',
the staff of the M.I.T. Voo Doo had some good, clean fun last week with
Harvard's Lampoon. Anybody who bought the magazine, they decided, was
surely bewitched. So they tried the Lampoon (in absentia?) for
witchcraft, hanged it in effigy, burned it atop a pyre of barrels and
went home feeling as triumphant as the M.I.T. men of an earlier
generation who soldered up Harvard's gates and painted John Harvard's
statue a bright red.

The campus humor magazine, hibernating during war's long winter, had
come back to life with all...